Today was a nutty day. I was floating all over the place, not knowing exactly what to do with my day. Woke up really late, 12 noon, and woke up to Bek asking for some help with PR for World Malaria Day. Yesterday, woke up at the same time, waking up to Atty. AP making me do a tech draft on the same thing. Can't wait to see how the old lancer is doing. My dad pointed out that racks on the car is bought in Bautista in Pasay? Not really sure where that place is; maybe I'll ask HR on Monday. Can't wait to spend on something I can enjoy because right now, my mom's voice is reverberating in my mind. "WHAT WILL YOU DO FOR THE REMAINING MONTHS?" Oh man, at least I can say that I am doing something right now, even if I am going crazy waiting for the results of my the masters application exam.

It has been bothering me, all this hullabaloo about studying abroad. Ever since Sir Max mentioned that he studied abroad, I have always wanted to try my luck studying in a different place. Suddenly, the Philippines is too small. What pains me is to feel no real support from my parents because they have comfortably found their places in the Philippines and have become solid citizens, making a good amount of money to provide for their family.

My dad has always been a go-go! type, but my mom, with her frugal ways, her blockade caused by her neoclassical economics training at the University of the Philippines has always looked at me in a grim way whenever I start spitting out words like "coastal resource management", "australia" and"study next year".

But I must admit, what is keeping me grounded is the fact that my parents are growing old, and they need to enjoy their money instead of worrying about me wanting to study outside. So I will take it a day at a time, a week at a time, and force myself to think and commute to Pasay every motherfucking day. Hey, at least it's worth the money after one more month.